Pike takes his arm, lets herself be led off, content with this. Her forehead wrinkles almost imperceptibly, because of course Shaun wouldn't know. Why would he. "Oh, of course," she says easily, nods. Even under the influence of the whatever this is she's nothing if not good natured. "I've wanted him to for awhile, he just didn't--" cuts herself off. "well, no, I've loved him, but sex comes with love." she nods, satisfied. "He doesn't know!"

She's quiet a second, thinking about it. "It was the strangest thing. They had food from home--food my grandfather made? And it tasted just like home, it was so good I wanted to cry. And then all of a sudden I just wanted to talk about...well, everything." Suddenly she feels very anxious about it. "Shaun, I need to go lay down, I think."